For The Burns Centennial Celebration Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJL MCCC NONO CGCG FFFF KGKG PQPR FGFG FCFC SASA| JANUARY | A |
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| His birthday Nay we need not speak | B |
| The name each heart is beating | C |
| Each glistening eye and flushing cheek | B |
| In light and flame repeating | C |
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| We come in one tumultuous tide | D |
| One surge of wild emotion | E |
| As crowding through the Frith of Clyde | D |
| Rolls in the Western Ocean | E |
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| As when yon cloudless quartered moon | F |
| Hangs o'er each storied river | G |
| The swelling breasts of Ayr and Doon | F |
| With sea green wavelets quiver | G |
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| The century shrivels like a scroll | H |
| The past becomes the present | I |
| And face to face and soul to soul | H |
| We greet the monarch peasant | I |
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| While Shenstone strained in feeble flights | J |
| With Corydon and Phillis | K |
| While Wolfe was climbing Abraham's heights | J |
| To snatch the Bourbon lilies | L |
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| Who heard the wailing infant's cry | M |
| The babe beneath the sheeliug | C |
| Whose song to night in every sky | C |
| Will shake earth's starry ceiling | C |
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| Whose passion breathing voice ascends | N |
| And floats like incense o'er us | O |
| Whose ringing lay of friendship blends | N |
| With labor's anvil chorus | O |
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| We love him not for sweetest song | C |
| Though never tone so tender | G |
| We love him even in his wrong | C |
| His wasteful self surrender | G |
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| We praise him not for gifts divine | F |
| His Muse was born of woman | F |
| His manhood breathes in every line | F |
| Was ever heart more human | F |
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| We love him praise him just for this | K |
| In every form and feature | G |
| Through wealth and want through woe and bliss | K |
| He saw his fellow creature | G |
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| No soul could sink beneath his love | P |
| Not even angel blasted | Q |
| No mortal power could soar above | P |
| The pride that all outlasted | R |
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| Ay Heaven had set one living man | F |
| Beyond the pedant's tether | G |
| His virtues frailties HE may scan | F |
| Who weighs them all together | G |
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| I fling my pebble on the cairn | F |
| Of him though dead undying | C |
| Sweet Nature's nursling bonniest bairn | F |
| Beneath her daisies lying | C |
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| The waning suns the wasting globe | S |
| Shall spare the minstrel's story | A |
| The centuries weave his purple robe | S |
| The mountain mist of glory | A |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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